saying something

overwhelmed overthinking paranoid

as if i have a sense that for a few hours some people intentionally turned against me

while doing the Heist - the secret project that Abel mentioned

and while i went through life constantly feeling that people think badly of me, that went as quite too much

please don't think badly of me

do you see me? 

i see you

i don't want this to end

here i finally have some possible head

even though i feel as If there's a weird kind of bird holding a gun against my head

holding a gun against my head 'aight

overwhelmed overthinking paranoid

as if i have a sense that for a few hours some people intentionally turned against me

maybe i just care too much

self-obsesed 

self-inflicted pain

self-inflicted spirituality

please don't think badly of me

while i drink this kinda poisened kinda bad kinda really fucked up liqueur

paranoid

paranoid

no friend to be there paranoid

film #1: tiny little pot being

father

feather

father had a fever

as in a big fever we took him to the hospital with one of those cars he died

we were so glad

hey. is there any, are there any, is there anything to say?

living in this boots of mine kinda makes me hate

sun and weather also pain

not so easily recalling them 

hiking viking king is who

one a bad of chocolate pillows thinking at some chocolate dreams

drinking beers and coffee beans

polar bears and also feels every tiny tender gesture and surprisingly notices and writes down in his journal made

out of golf and marinarea

the moment of now

the moment

of now

of the

moment of 

now

sleeping into another story

an rather old man on an Island is giving a shy flower to the only human there who happens to be a woman

does the same the next day 

and the next day

now she knows

un

triunghiuri și lumină

lumină și triunghiuri

vis a vis cineva vede cerul 

acoperișurile gara

pictează cu patina timpului păsări și punți 

trece de vămi de vameși 

de vină de vorbe de vulturi

trece de nume de note 

și mă așteaptă

romburi reguli pentru omul din vagoane

care nu mai știe în ce țară e

și în ce țară va ajunge

după lanurile pline de pui de șoarece și speranță

acolo se ascund secrete și creioane colorate

acolo ne găsim 

dar și aici

fără ceas fără vorbe fără ceas

anecdote împărat într-o casă un cercel mai mare decât inima

un ospăț mai mare decât linia orizontului

barmani paznici pulbere peste

buze 

peste ochii orbului peste

lama care nu taie peste 

bărci și dopuri de plută

începem să vedem dincolo de maluri

dar să rămânem fiecare unde suntem acum